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When, on a clear autumn night, I gaze at the clear sky - sown with numberless stars, so diverse in size yet shedding a single light - then I say to myself: 'Such are the writings of the Fathers!' When, on a summer day, I gaze at the vast sea - covered with a multitude of diverse vessels with their unfurled sails like white swan's wings, vessels racing under a single wind to a single goal, to a single harbor - I say to myself: 'Such are the writings of the Fathers!' When I hear an harmonious, many-voiced choir, in which diverse voices - in elegant harmony - sing a single Divine song, then I say to myself: 'Such are the writings of the Fathers! St. Ignatius Brianchaninov